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Much to my surprise, his room is put together like one of the displays at IKEA. The wall his bed is against is matte black, and there are a few bookshelves on the sides. His bed has plain white sheets, while the duvet on the top reminds me of that bright color of taupe cowhide. It gives me a modern western chic vibe. This isn’t what I expected to walk into. Honestly, I figured he’d still have white walls and clothes thrown all over the place like he did years ago.
I look around and realize there’s no television in here. But there’s a small laptop on a desk. “Didn’t you say we’d watch a movie?” I question, but before I finish the last word, Ice slams his lips down onto mine. It’s feverish, hunger-filled, and needy, but that’s exactly what I need. I need a man who feels like he’s sucking every bit of oxygen out of me when we kiss. Ice has never been a sensual lover, and more than anything, I need a sinful one.
Before I realize it, I’m pawing at his cut, and it’s somehow on his desk, and then his shirt’s on the floor. Meanwhile, he’s thrown my blouse onto the floor, and I’m standing here in a lace bra. After I kick my shoes off, he makes quick work of getting my pants off. I run my hand over the imprint of his cock through his jeans then he tears his lips away from mine.
“Fuck, you’re gonna be on the naughty list.” Ice laughs devilishly, pulling his dick out through the small gap in his jeans. He rams his cock deep into my pussy. Ice pulls me up and drops me onto his bed. He rocks himself into me so hard that his bed shakes, and my body moves closer and closer to the wall with every thrust.
“You and me both,” I moan, digging my nails into his shoulders. I tilt my neck back, forgetting the sinful way he makes me feel. His cock fills me up, and I miss the way his body feels as he towers over me. How the man makes me feel small. God, there’s just something about being with a masculine, muscle-ridden man. Add in all the tattoos, the gauges in his ears, and the beard, and . . . fuck, I’m in heaven.
Ice brings his face down to mine, collides his lips with mine, and kisses me savagely. Sliding his hands under my ass, he hoists me up and slams my back against the wall. He holds my hands above my head while he impales his cock deeper inside me. With every thrust, he’s gliding against my G-spot, and I’m very quickly coming undone for him. I try so hard to hold my orgasm back, to not give him the satisfaction of bringing me to release so easily, but it’s no use.
“That’s it, tighten your sweet walls around my cock, baby,” Ice grits against my mouth, lapping his tongue over my lips. We’re inhaling each other right now, and I want nothing more than to rip my hands from the wall and pull him closer, to beg him not to stop, but then again, I know he won’t. He’s a sly dog, a dirty fuck. He wants this as much as I do.
My walls constrict around his cock, and the rush of warmth shoots through my center, and euphoria takes me over. “Fuck!” I scream into his mouth, and he swiftly slides his hand between us, fluttering his fingers against my clit like a guitar. I moan his name over and over again while he works my clit and rams me at the same time.
He pulls his lips from mine, stares deep into my eyes, and moans, “Yes, Sunny. Keep takin’ this cock. Fuck, you’ve got me so damn close.”
“Ice,” I groan, balling my hands into fists from where he’s holding them above my head. My body begins to shake, unable to stop at the pleasure he’s bringing me.
“Goddammit!” he roars against my mouth, making no more movements. He groans, and I know he, too, has found release.
Ice lets go of the hold on my arms, and they instantly fall, but instead of putting them at my side, I wrap them around his neck and hold onto him for support. My chest rises and falls, never anticipating when I came over here today that we’d be doing this.
I came here to ask him a favor, not for this . . . but I won’t be complaining. With any luck, keeping our spot on the naughty list will be a regular thing.
He lays me down in his bed, undressing me with care, then he undresses himself. It doesn’t take long until he’s fucking me again with his hardened length.
“I can keep this up all night, Sunny. I hope you don’t have plans.”
“Only fucking you . . .”
“Good,” he grits out, and he rams into me, and I take every bit of him as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through my body.
CHAPTERSIX
ICE
Two Weeks Later
I get up early to head over to Sunny’s to get ready for the Christmas party at the hospital, and I’m going to make sure the kids enjoy meeting Santa. God knows if they will be here to see another Christmas. She said that she had everything I needed at her place to be Santa. After I get dressed, I take out my piercings and put clear spacers in the ones that need them. I’ll put my piercings back in when I change back into my regular clothes. This Santa is riding a bike. The kids should get a kick out of it.
The ride to Sunny’s gives me time to think about how much I owe her, and there isn’t anything I won’t do for her. She saved my life when a normal person would have let me die, especially after the way I treated her. Being inside of her again was a dream come true, and I can’t wait until I’m buried inside of her again.
I pull up at her place and make my way to the door and ring the doorbell. She opens the door, dressed as Mrs. Claus.
“Well, now, that’s a surprise.” I walk through the door, closing it behind me.
“I couldn’t let you do it all.” Sunny smirks as she adjusts the skirt on her dress.
“You make a mighty fine Mrs. Claus.” I pull her into me and kiss her roughly.
“We need to get going. Your suit is hanging up in my room. I have fluff for you too to make it look more realistic.” She smirks.
“At least I have the beard going for me.”
“That you do.”
I strip out of my clothes and put on the suit that she has for me. It’s not a traditional red Santa suit. It’s a burgundy red with real leather and fur around the neck. This is a badass Santa suit, and I’m going to rock it the fuck out. It fits well, and I look in the mirror, and I do need a little fluff, but not much.
